I was wondering if there is a story or stories that has a female character whether main or secondary character using leaves as clothes but is still susceptible to nudity. Yes, I know this sounds like Eve from the Genesis but I was wondering if there is stories out there within the internet pertaining to my strange fetish of women having their nakedness being covered with leaves.
Crash for the Night (Part I) [MM]
A little background: I am a bisexual 30 year old man living in NYC. I keep my sexuality to myself so no one in my friends or family knows that I like guys too.
The story starts online…on Facebook. A friend from undergrad reached out to me saying that he had an interview for a job in the city and that he wanted a place to crash. Initially, I really didn’t want to say yes, because I am kind of an introvert and I hadn’t spoken to Sean since college, almost 10 years ago. We had a lot of classes together back then and we often skipped them to get some pizza at a famous joint on campus. He was very muscular back then. I remember how he used to work out constantly. I also remembered the giant tattoo on his right bicep of the initials of his college football team buddies. However, his Facebook pix showed that he had changed. His muscle bulk had turned to fat and being short in stature didn’t him any favors.
[MF] Sleeping Between My Girlfriend And Her Best Friend After Night Of Drinking
Let me start out by saying I don’t usually drink a lot. I’ve never been the “party animal,” at least not your typical party animal. I did stay up one night with a friend discussing the logistics behind opening a go-karting place where you could battle people Mario Kart style, but that’s about as wild as I get.
But there was one night. I was 23 and my girlfriend (at the time) had her best friend visiting from out of town. I had never met any of her friends before this, so it was a big deal. As the Spice Girls hit song states, “if you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends.” My girlfriend (Jenna) went to pick up her friend (Emily) at the airport while I stayed back at our apartment and cleaned up a little bit.
Started with a ga[M]e of Truth or Dare with my [M] best friend
I don’t know if this is really a story or a confession what but I thought I would share it with you. We were both 19 years old and college had not even started. We partied one summer night and got a little drunk. I stayed at his place and he had just moved into his apartment so all he had was a bed. No couch or extra matress or anything. Well we were both laying in the bed trying to go to sleep when we got to talking about girls and who we had sex with etc. and then he asked if I ever played Truth or Dare. I said yeah sure. He asked if I wanted to play it. I was horny and turned on and for whatever reason I got even more turned on when he asked me to play. So I said yeah. It started off harmless with some truth questions and little dares but then he dared me to put my hand on his cock on the outside of his boxers. I got so turned on and rock hard the moment he said it and all I said was okay. A little while later we both tried licking each others cock and then I think we got nervous and he went to the bathroom to jerk off and I jerked off right there in bed. And that was it that night. But after that we were always finding ways for me to stay the night and each night we would play truth or dare and eventually that led to me not wanting him to suck me or anything. All I wanted was his cock. He had a fat cock and it turned me on thinking about it. For the rest of that summer I was his fuck toy. I blew him any and everywhere. He fucked me like crazy. It was great. But I had always been attracted to women and eventually we went our separate ways and I got married to a woman. He was my only experience with a guy. But for someone reason now I contstantly crave cock. I need cock all the time. My wife does not know about this. She would not be happy if she found out. All I do is try to find guys to come fuck me when my wife leaves for work. I just need to suck cock. I don’t know why. I don’t want to have sex with my wife I just want some guy to come shove my face in the pillow and give me a fat cock. I feel bad because I love my wife and I want to be with her forever but I also just want some cock. And I can’t get enough of it. Thats it.
The Tattoo Couple [MFM]
I got lucky and met a couple on Reddit some time ago.
They were a slightly older couple (early 30’s) and I (20’s) managed to connect with them here. We chatted some about experiences we have had and talked about how we liked MFM threesomes. I mainly talked with the husband, but his wife joined in occassionally when we talked on Kik. They said that they had never had someone younger and were open to trying. We ultimately agreed to try it and even ended up trading some nudes. The other guy & I swapped dick pics and his wife sent pics of her in only a thong. I was definitely into this, and we agreed to meet up that weekend.
Den of Sin Chapter 1 – Enjoy ;) (Vampire, Submission, Biting, Yummy Anal Dominance, Succulent Sin)
Perhaps it’s a Starbucks caramel macchiato, possibly that Camel Crush nicotine stick, or maybe the next thirsty comment from your recent IG post, everyone craves something. Everyone. It might not be ever present and you might not think about it consciously, but it’s there. I have my own cravings but highly doubt they are anything like yours. I crave to deprave.
It started out innocently enough, we met online. She claimed to be a nurse and worked night shifts so didn’t have much opportunity go out to meet guys and I worked IT for a paper mill, coincidentally on night shift. I always preferred nights… less bosses around, less headache, less stress. Usually less traffic and just better in my eyes. When the rest of the world was sleeping I was doing my best work, away from their prying eyes. Like an elf in the night and in the morning, everything was running with top efficiency and up to code, um programming code.
[FM] – The time where my beard led to anal
*After a long time lurking in this and other true(ish) story subreddits, I’ve decided to share some stories of my own. I’ve had a good couple of decades of sexual activity and I’ve got quite a few stories to share ranging over that time.*
*About me: I’m 37 years old, white with dark skin. 5’9″ and solidly built from years of spending time in the gym, but not so fanatically that I have no body fat because I still like pie. Suffice it to say I look good in clothes and I’m happy with how I look naked. In the equipment department, I’m nothing more than average all around.*
“I’ve never kissed with a man with a beard before”.
That was the first message she sent. I was two months post separation from my first wife and had created a profile on PoF for some casual fun. It was a weeknight and I was home relaxing after a long day at work and a long evening of trying to deal with the logistics of getting divorced. I don’t recall my exact response but it was sufficiently witty enough for the conversation to continue. Taking a look at her profile, I discovered that Brittany was a cute, mid-20s blonde, 5’4″ and perfectly curvy with lips that looked soft and juicy and wonderfully kissable; overall, perfect for what I had in mind.
[mf] The time I shared my wife at a gloryhole
Hey everyone!
Just to preface this story, the sharing thing is pretty new between us. This story actually happened a couple months ago.
Anyways, it started with me asking her to do this sort of sex questionnaire (just mainly out of curiosity, or to bring out some fantasies she had that I didn’t know about yet).
She answered a few of the questions to my surprise. Some were almost hurtful – but the hurtful ones seemed to be the biggest turn ons (she listed orgies, gangbangs, BBC, cuckolding and of course gloryholes as a yes, as well as some others).
The ideas were things that I took personally at first, but they’ve grown on me a bit. I’ll be writing more about those experiences.
Anyways, it began when I asked her if she knew what a gloryhole actually was. She said she did. I asked if it was an actual fantasy (reassuring her I would not be upset), and she essentially said “yes”.
I told her that it was a new thing/kind of uncomfortable (for both of us), but it was a turn on for me as well.
The time I fucked my [M] coworker at a carwash
Hey All,
Long time lurker and first time posting here. Using a throwaway account for obvious reasons, but here’s my story of when I was 16(F) and I fucked my freshly 18 co-worker in the equipment room of a car wash.
For the sake of the story, we will call him Matt. I had just started my freshman year of high school when I got my first job working at the car wash in town, where I eventually would meet Matt and let me tell you, my 16 year old self instantly had a metaphorical hard on for this guy. Matt was a senior and I had remembered seeing him from time to time during the first few weeks of high school, and to top it all off he was the quarterback for the football team. I was infatuated with him, he was gorgeous, tall and he spent a lot of his time working out so as you could imagine, he was pretty massive for an 18 year old. I immediately wanted to fuck this guy, and I was determined.
My [F]irst Time as a Hooker
[F]irst time as a hooker.
I’m sorry if this story seems like a roller coaster. Everything I’m about to share is real and it feels good to get off my chest in a discreet manner.
To start off, i am a 34 year old Indian female, with a stale marriage (in the process of divorcing). With 2 kids, things weren’t as romantic as the beginning. In early 2018, my soon to be ex and I lost our business, and were struggling financially. Luckily, we know plenty of Indians that are hotel and motel owners and my husband was able to get a front desk clerk job thru some connections.